I really hope that for some random reason you do a search and come across this post. I’m the tall brown girl with big glasses in a green beanie, green coat and grey backpack. You’re the tall blonde guy with a ponytail, black beanie, brown glasses and green coat. You were standing behind me while we suffered in the freezing cold to see the infinity mirror room exhibit this morning. I was really hoping that you would say something to me because I wasn’t brave enough to try to strike up a conversation with you in front of all those people. Plus I wasn’t sure if the girl you were talking to was your girlfriend or someone you met in the line. We locked eyes before I went into the tenticle room exhibit but you were so far away. Honestly, I only went back to see the paintings again hoping that you would say something and as soon as I worked up the nerve to try to approach you, you left. I really hope that by some really long shot you come across this and we meet again.

Well we just have one question: Could this be the same tall, blond guy who was gawking at a nude during the New York Academy of Art party? Is the New York City art world being by targeted by a serial heart-breaker? Only time will tell.